Chapter 499 Too Heavy
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Wan Li Yu
A weapon that can unleash such a powerful attack just by touching it must be such a terrifying weapon.
What Zhang Yifeng didn't know at this time was that the blood on his hand was stained on the hilt of the giant sword. But the strange thing is that the blood was actually absorbed by the giant sword hilt.
This change was so small that even Zhang Yifeng didn't notice it.
Surprised, Zhang Yifeng once again walked towards the huge sword that seemed to be unruly.
Once again, Zhang Yifeng's hand was on the hilt of the giant sword. However, what was surprising was that this time, no black light burst out from the giant sword. The giant sword seemed to suddenly become docile.
Zhang Yifeng did not dare to relax at all, his spiritual energy was flowing crazily throughout his body, ready to deal with the strange and unpredictable black light at any time.
Suddenly, a cheerful and joyful emotion flooded into Zhang Yifeng's mind.
Zhang Yifeng was shocked because this emotion actually came from the giant sword that bounced him away twice.
A weapon capable of possessing emotions is no ordinary weapon!
Clang!
Zhang Yifeng pulled it up, and what shocked him was that the giant sword, which weighed ten thousand kilograms, now only weighed one hundred kilograms. He had never used spiritual energy, but it was quite easy to lift it up.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Yifeng frowned. This giant sword was made of Chi-Ji Iron Mother and also added Xuanzhong True Steel. He just wanted this to be a heavy weapon. Unexpectedly, the giant sword, which still weighed ten thousand kilograms before the quenching process, was now ten times lighter!
There were many doubts in his heart, but Zhang Yifeng still took it to the rostrum and placed it on the table in front of the judges.
boom!
However, the moment the giant sword was placed on the table, the entire table collapsed!
"The giant sword is so heavy that it even collapsed the table." One of the judges said in shock.
"Could it be that this giant sword has regained its weight?" Zhang Yifeng's heart moved and he reached out to pick up the giant sword on the ground again.
To his disappointment, the weight of the great sword had not returned, and it still felt very light.
A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's face. It seemed that the quality of the table was too poor.
"Please let us see your greatsword."
One of the oldest blacksmiths was the first to react.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and handed over the giant sword.
But just when the blacksmith's hand was about to touch the giant sword, the black light appeared again. Fortunately, the old blacksmith had taken precautions and retreated in time.
"Quiet!" Zhang Yifeng shouted. He didn't know why he shouted like this, but after he shouted, a feeling of grievance came from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng's mind moved. Could it be that this giant sword could understand his words?
But how is this possible? A sword that can possess emotions must be at least eighth level or above in Lingyue Continent! Moreover, the eighth-level weapons only have a sense of blood connection. Only a sacred weapon can possess a sword with emotions, right?
But it is absolutely impossible for him to forge a holy weapon now.
Zhang Yifeng's thoughts moved, and he tried to say to the giant sword: "Be obedient."
The next moment, a peaceful emotion suddenly came from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank several times. Sure enough, this sword seemed to be able to read his mind. Is this having emotions, or is it connected to him by blood? But no matter which one, he can't forge it. Even if he claims to be a forging genius.
Is it...
Soul Blood Casting Technique!
Soon, Zhang Yifeng thought of the answer. Perhaps this was the magic of soul blood casting. The sword did not give birth to a spirit, but Zhang Yifeng gave the sword its soul!
"Judges, there should be no problem now."
After noticing that the giant sword had become quiet, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
The old judge nodded, but he did not dare to hold the giant sword directly. Instead, he touched the dark back of the sword with his fingers.
This time, no black light burst out from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to pick up the giant sword and handed it to the old judge. The old judge felt a huge weight and could hardly hold it, as if the giant sword was about to be released.
boom!
Finally, the sword fell to the ground.
too heavy!
"what happened?"
The other judges spoke one after another.
"too heavy?"
"Heavy?"
"Well, this sword weighs at least ten thousand pounds."
"what!"
Some of the younger judges didn't believe it and stepped forward to raise the sword.
This judge is physically strong and not weak in cultivation. He is a master in the middle stage of martial arts.
However, when he reached out and touched the giant sword, ten thousand kilograms of weight came from the giant sword. He couldn't lift it for a while.
"drink!"
With a low roar, the judge's whole body was filled with energy, and he seemed to have exerted all his strength to feed himself. Otherwise, you will lose face.
Finally, the sword was lifted by the judge, but as soon as he lifted it, he put it down. It was too heavy! The sword was really too heavy, and he could only barely lift it.
boom!
The judge planted the giant sword on the ground again and called several other judges to come over and judge together.
For a time, ten judges gathered around the dark giant sword to comment.
After some observation, many judges began to shake their heads.
On the forging platform, Qin Kuang, Nan Xin and others' hearts were in their throats. Could it be that the weapons forged by Zhang Yifeng were not favored by the judges.
On the side, Xia Xia and Jiang Chunzhu finally had a look of joy on their faces.
"After so many tricks, you will eventually fail." Jiang Chunzhu murmured softly. If you are not favored by the judges, your results will definitely not be very good. His work was favored by the most respected judges.
After about ten minutes of discussion, the judges informed Luo Badao of the results.
When Luo Badao heard the result, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal. He exhaled softly and stood in the middle of the podium.
"I believe everyone has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, so I will announce the top three winners now!"
As soon as Luo Badao finished speaking, the ten blacksmiths all became a little nervous. Although many of them know that they will definitely miss the championship, they still have a little illusion in their hearts.
"The winner of No. 3 is..." Luo Badao deliberately prolonged his voice, "Puda!"
A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on the face of a dark-skinned man. He originally thought that the top three would definitely come from Xia Tian, Jiang Chunzhu, and Zhang Yifeng, but he didn't expect that he would win No. 3.
Although No. 3 didn’t get the chance to win, there were still generous rewards.
"The winner of No. 2 is...Xia Tian!"
A disappointed light appeared on Xia Tian's face. He glanced at Jiang Chunzhu and shook his head helplessly. In this forging, I almost tried my best, but in the end I still failed to win the championship. Is this Jiang Chunzhu's thing better than mine?
Zhang Yifeng's face darkened, and an ominous premonition arose. There is not much difference between Jiang Chunzhu's and Xia Tian's works. Since Puda got No.3, then No.1 must be Jiang Chunzhu.
What Zhang Yifeng didn't know at this time was that the blood on his hand was stained on the hilt of the giant sword. But the strange thing is that the blood was actually absorbed by the giant sword hilt.
This change was so small that even Zhang Yifeng didn't notice it.
Surprised, Zhang Yifeng once again walked towards the huge sword that seemed to be unruly.
Once again, Zhang Yifeng's hand was on the hilt of the giant sword. However, what was surprising was that this time, no black light burst out from the giant sword. The giant sword seemed to suddenly become docile.
Zhang Yifeng did not dare to relax at all, his spiritual energy was flowing crazily throughout his body, ready to deal with the strange and unpredictable black light at any time.
Suddenly, a cheerful and joyful emotion flooded into Zhang Yifeng's mind.
Zhang Yifeng was shocked because this emotion actually came from the giant sword that bounced him away twice.
A weapon capable of possessing emotions is no ordinary weapon!
Clang!
Zhang Yifeng pulled it up, and what shocked him was that the giant sword, which weighed ten thousand kilograms, now only weighed one hundred kilograms. He had never used spiritual energy, but it was quite easy to lift it up.
"How could this happen?" Zhang Yifeng frowned. This giant sword was made of Chi-Ji Iron Mother and also added Xuanzhong True Steel. He just wanted this to be a heavy weapon. Unexpectedly, the giant sword, which still weighed ten thousand kilograms before the quenching process, was now ten times lighter!
There were many doubts in his heart, but Zhang Yifeng still took it to the rostrum and placed it on the table in front of the judges.
boom!
However, the moment the giant sword was placed on the table, the entire table collapsed!
"The giant sword is so heavy that it even collapsed the table." One of the judges said in shock.
"Could it be that this giant sword has regained its weight?" Zhang Yifeng's heart moved and he reached out to pick up the giant sword on the ground again.
To his disappointment, the weight of the great sword had not returned, and it still felt very light.
A wry smile appeared on Zhang Yifeng's face. It seemed that the quality of the table was too poor.
"Please let us see your greatsword."
One of the oldest blacksmiths was the first to react.
Zhang Yifeng nodded and handed over the giant sword.
But just when the blacksmith's hand was about to touch the giant sword, the black light appeared again. Fortunately, the old blacksmith had taken precautions and retreated in time.
"Quiet!" Zhang Yifeng shouted. He didn't know why he shouted like this, but after he shouted, a feeling of grievance came from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng's mind moved. Could it be that this giant sword could understand his words?
But how is this possible? A sword that can possess emotions must be at least eighth level or above in Lingyue Continent! Moreover, the eighth-level weapons only have a sense of blood connection. Only a sacred weapon can possess a sword with emotions, right?
But it is absolutely impossible for him to forge a holy weapon now.
Zhang Yifeng's thoughts moved, and he tried to say to the giant sword: "Be obedient."
The next moment, a peaceful emotion suddenly came from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng's pupils shrank several times. Sure enough, this sword seemed to be able to read his mind. Is this having emotions, or is it connected to him by blood? But no matter which one, he can't forge it. Even if he claims to be a forging genius.
Is it...
Soul Blood Casting Technique!
Soon, Zhang Yifeng thought of the answer. Perhaps this was the magic of soul blood casting. The sword did not give birth to a spirit, but Zhang Yifeng gave the sword its soul!
"Judges, there should be no problem now."
After noticing that the giant sword had become quiet, Zhang Yifeng spoke again.
The old judge nodded, but he did not dare to hold the giant sword directly. Instead, he touched the dark back of the sword with his fingers.
This time, no black light burst out from the giant sword.
Zhang Yifeng took the initiative to pick up the giant sword and handed it to the old judge. The old judge felt a huge weight and could hardly hold it, as if the giant sword was about to be released.
boom!
Finally, the sword fell to the ground.
too heavy!
"what happened?"
The other judges spoke one after another.
"too heavy?"
"Heavy?"
"Well, this sword weighs at least ten thousand pounds."
"what!"
Some of the younger judges didn't believe it and stepped forward to raise the sword.
This judge is physically strong and not weak in cultivation. He is a master in the middle stage of martial arts.
However, when he reached out and touched the giant sword, ten thousand kilograms of weight came from the giant sword. He couldn't lift it for a while.
"drink!"
With a low roar, the judge's whole body was filled with energy, and he seemed to have exerted all his strength to feed himself. Otherwise, you will lose face.
Finally, the sword was lifted by the judge, but as soon as he lifted it, he put it down. It was too heavy! The sword was really too heavy, and he could only barely lift it.
boom!
The judge planted the giant sword on the ground again and called several other judges to come over and judge together.
For a time, ten judges gathered around the dark giant sword to comment.
After some observation, many judges began to shake their heads.
On the forging platform, Qin Kuang, Nan Xin and others' hearts were in their throats. Could it be that the weapons forged by Zhang Yifeng were not favored by the judges.
On the side, Xia Xia and Jiang Chunzhu finally had a look of joy on their faces.
"After so many tricks, you will eventually fail." Jiang Chunzhu murmured softly. If you are not favored by the judges, your results will definitely not be very good. His work was favored by the most respected judges.
After about ten minutes of discussion, the judges informed Luo Badao of the results.
When Luo Badao heard the result, a flash of astonishment flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal. He exhaled softly and stood in the middle of the podium.
"I believe everyone has been looking forward to this moment for a long time, so I will announce the top three winners now!"
As soon as Luo Badao finished speaking, the ten blacksmiths all became a little nervous. Although many of them know that they will definitely miss the championship, they still have a little illusion in their hearts.
"The winner of No. 3 is..." Luo Badao deliberately prolonged his voice, "Puda!"
A look of ecstasy suddenly appeared on the face of a dark-skinned man. He originally thought that the top three would definitely come from Xia Tian, Jiang Chunzhu, and Zhang Yifeng, but he didn't expect that he would win No. 3.
Although No. 3 didn’t get the chance to win, there were still generous rewards.
"The winner of No. 2 is...Xia Tian!"
A disappointed light appeared on Xia Tian's face. He glanced at Jiang Chunzhu and shook his head helplessly. In this forging, I almost tried my best, but in the end I still failed to win the championship. Is this Jiang Chunzhu's thing better than mine?
Zhang Yifeng's face darkened, and an ominous premonition arose. There is not much difference between Jiang Chunzhu's and Xia Tian's works. Since Puda got No.3, then No.1 must be Jiang Chunzhu.
